When I walked over the little hill, looked down to the picnic area, she was already there, sitting at one of the picnic tables under the shade of a large tree, near a flower bed. She wore a loosely fit Burgundy colored blouse and a long black skirt. The large golden cross at the end of her necklace was shining under the early afternoon sun peeping through the thick leaves of the tree, matching perfectly with her silky blond hair flowing over her shoulders. She looked pale, but seemed to be in good spirit - assured and comfortable, waving and smiling gracefully to passersby who waved and smiled at her. I was wondering how she could always be at ease with everything and everyone around her, be casual and sophisticated at the same time, and how elegance and simplicity could blend so naturally into one entity. What a perfect person. She had the prettiest face of a woman, a mind that could easily grasp the biggest dreams of a man, and keen eyes opened wide for all beauty in life.

 

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"I felt that I came a long way and finally found what I had been dreaming of for all these years. Yes I did find it, but I've also found that it will never belong to me."

 

"I will be fine. Life will go on with a redefined meaning. My world will be alright, no more, no less, though it wil never be perfect."

 

"Years later when I look back maybe I can say that once I had a beautiful dream, and once I was the happiest person in the world."